Poetry & Verse
Sonnet 54
By Edmund SpenserSource: Edmund Spenser - PoetryDB (Public Domain)Short96 words
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay, My love like the spectator ydly sits Beholding me that all the pageants play, Disguysing diversly my...
This is a poetry & verse.
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay,
My love like the spectator ydly sits
Beholding me that all the pageants play,
Disguysing diversly my troubled wits.
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